Up until today I’ve been a writer. I’d write stuff and send it out hoping to be published, and gratefully accept the rejection. I need to write anyway. The stories in my brain keep mounting up begging to be put on the page.
Today, however, I took a step forward. I had decided early on that I would not call my self an author until I actually got something published. Today I received word that my short story, A Requiem for Poseidon, will be published in the upcoming anthology Like A Coming Wave, from Circlet press (www.circlet.com).
Today I will start to call myself and AUTHOR! It is a very good day.